A Psychopath'S Obsession
A different place

I started to open my eyes, seeing the circumstances around where I was in the same place before. I started to look around, very quiet as usual. A little while later I started to wake up, the scars on my hands started to wear a lot of bandages.

"Whoa! Madame... You're awake now, am I waking you up? I brought some soup, some fruit now" said a middle-aged woman who entered with a tray of food.

To be honest, I was a little surprised when the door to my room opened. It's not even in the lock at all.

Instantly I flicked the blanket wrapped around my body now, then immediately got out of bed.

"Akh-h!" I shouted as a loud buzz began to crackle through my head.

"Mrs!" shouted the middle-aged woman, while helping me to stand up.

"Go! You must be one of them!" I screamed I didn't like it.

"Don't try to approach me with such a fake smile and attention, I'm really sick of seeing it" I continued with a slight cluck of dislike.

There was no answer from the middle-aged woman. Just a slight smile knot created by him. Not long after, she grabbed my hand and started rubbing on the part of her bandage.

"Theo... It's really too late to hurt someone, forgive him for his actions" said the middle-aged woman, while slightly helping me stand up and return to sitting on the edge of the bed.

"ah! one more thing, master asked me to take care of you from now on" said the woman back while picking up the comb inside the nightstand.

I was silent, as he started combing my hair. It feels strange, especially when remembering the events of yesterday. I began to look out the window, where I saw something strange there. Isn't this the second floor, why can I see the towering meadows there.

With a little bit of a trick I started to open the window. Unlike usual, this window is exactly the same just a little difficult to open. When I opened it, I immediately felt the wind gushing into my room.

I began to round my eyes, when what was in front of me was not a mere hallucination. This is not the second floor like my previous room, but more rooms are exactly the same. Even I'm sure, this place I've never seen.

"Where! Where's this!" my words with a high tone are still in disbelief.

"I think you know, madam... This is my home, welcome" she said with a sincere smile.

...THEO PROV'S...

"What are you going to do next" said someone with a heavy tone, leaning against the chair.

"We will choose a place close to the staple, it can shrink the capital u-"

"That's not what I mean by Theo, but she's a woman who almost committed suicide" Dergas said with a sickening gaze as usual.

"Just your business, Dergas, you're here to talk about non-women" I replied in an annoyed tone.

This is my right hand, Dergas Kyth. Although I do not doubt his loyalty, his ability is also in managing business and weapons, but to be honest sometimes he causes little with the words he made.

"As if Theo you are too old, is not the woman of basic necessities as well." he replied with a meaningful smile.

"But Theo, you almost locked him up for a month. If you look again he may not want to be with you, especially with... Your biological needs are"

"I asked you to shut up, but you didn't seem to care. So whichever, head or chest choose. "i said with a pressing tone, while pointing a gun right at him.

I'm sick of it, to be honest, Dergas's words have gotten my patience a little heated up.

"Theo Walcott's... You do not need to be angry for a woman, besides you are used to dealing with many women, do not say this one is different" said Dergas with a grin on his lips.

"Ck! No, she is like any other comforting woman" I replied with an upset voice, sitting down and putting the gun back in place.

"Then? How yesterday did you sacrifice a guard's arm just to catch him? Just let him die, by suicide. After all, seeing death before your eyes is commonplace"

"I'll kill him with my own hands, if I'm tired of his body like the others"

"Ha... All right, but remember that you may never get bored with him even if you see that you want him to always be there" said Dergas as he rushed with a map.

I stared at him firmly, even when the door had closed the sign that Dergas was gone. If you think about it, Emelin is just a tool to fulfill my biological needs. No more than that.

When I was in contact with a lot of women, I always imagined Emelin somehow. Maybe she was the first woman close to me, even when I had not reached the present stage.

But anyway Theo Walcott won't bow to one woman. I can pay them, even those who are racing to get on my bed.

"Damn, Dergas she thinks she can know if Emelin is a different woman" I decak with a grin while getting out of my seat.

I want to deny it, but it looks like the clown is right. Why am I locking up a woman who doesn't want to be with me, even I have to send her to my mother's house.

"The same person, the same smile, the same lips, eyes, nose, with the same old man, but why does it feel different. I thought she was the same Emelin Emeuis, but she didn't seem to enjoy being with me, even when it came to so many times it was just a cry she let out. Although I did not deny his sigh the same as I did at the beginning" I said to myself, flicking a finger at the glass window of my room.

Shit, even my cheek broke a bruise as I recalled the incident. The first time we met, connected, it was like a memory I couldn't forget. Wanted to keep me doing the same thing she's Emelin, but why dying is different. Did he have an accident when I wasn't around.

Tired of thinking for now, look at the reflection of the shadow Dergas who was peering from behind the door. Even when I thought he was gone, he was still peeking here.

"Based on a clown" I said as I picked up a knife in my suit pocket.

"What are you doing there" I said just as the knife I threw almost hit his head, and stuck it on the side of the door.

"It's okay to just see a Theo Walcott being upset, ah-! And I want to take this knife. I resigned, Mr. Walcott, " said Dergas, mocking with his body down.

Looks like I'll have to find a new right hand that's more silent.

...THEO PROV......